She sat out on the roof of her apartment building. Yeah it was against the rules of the building she'd been told a million times from her beer bottles rolling onto the other tenets balconies and her loud music which she played loudly from her iPod deck. Being in the tiny attic apartment was way to tempting she had to enjoy the view every night. She had been trying to clear her head. She had just graduated from the university of Connecticut. She had applied to only one internship, she knew it was stupid not to have a few options or chances but she really wanted it and she felt that the universe would appreciate that and let her have it, just this once. She had been the biggest wrestling fan since she was a little girl. Her dad would take her everytime they came to new england whether it was Boston or Springfield, Hartford, Manchester, providence, and anywhere in between. Her interview was tomorrow with Stephanie McMahon. She was terrified but wouldn't admit it to herself. She had definitely been a fan of Stephanie the whole time but especially since her general manager days. That's exactly how she wanted to be.

She took a sip of beer looking down at all the people. She wondered where they were going. She watched couples holding hands and she laughed at them. Didn't they realize how easily they could be ripped from each other? How fragile life was and how stupid it was to depend on anyone else especially someone you'd never really know?

She pulled herself up tossing her beer bottle in the trash can next to the window leading into the kitchen. She jumped through it and looked around. It was only a studio just enough room for her, but like she said its better not to depend on anyone even a room mate.

She walked over to her stand up mirror. She was wearing her dads old hoodie and a pair of ripped jeans from high school with some chuck taylors and a rolling stones t shirt. She stared at the clothes she bought at the salvation army last night. Not bad she thought to herself. She had bought a grey sweater and black dress pants with some black flats, no way was she going to wear heels shed fall flat on her face.

She went to her bathroom grabbing the hair dye she bought she figured her throw back to Jeff hardy hair wouldn't fly in the Stamford office building across town.

30 minutes later and some blow drying and she shrugged at her reflection, she looked decent enough. She pulled the locket out of from behind her shirt and kissed it.

"wish me luck daddy, and give me a chance Stephanie." she said as she blew out a deep breath 10 hours And everything would be decided.

She walked up to the office building taking a deep breath. She turned off her iPod stuffing it in her jacket pocket as she grasped her locket.

"here goes nothing." she whispered.

Stephanie fiddled with some papers as she tried to make her office look as decent as possible. When she had told her father she may need to lighten her work load she didn't expect what he offered but she figured two heads may be better than one. He had told her to get an intern, of course an intern who had to work for free, her dad loved that part but Stephanie knew in return she could give this person a wealth of knowledge only some could dream of. She'd done 7 interviews in the past week and no one had caught her attention she wondered how Paul picked out talent cause this was dreadful.

She looked over the application in front of her. The girl seemed well rounded in art and writing. That was a plus considering this internship would be for creative responsibilities. Stephanie was not opposed to hiring this person if all went well. Suddenly her phone buzzed breaking her thoughts.

"Stephanie."

Stephanie pressed the intercom button.

"yes."

"10 o'clock is here."

"send her in, Kristen."

Jory bit her lip as she took a deep breath blowing it out. She figured she looked good, she had her hair pulled back into a tight bun with loose whisps coming down. Her tan skin was out of her sleeves she was definetly nervous she hoped it didn't show.

"she's ready for you." kristen called from her desk.

Jory nodded. "do I just walk in?"

Kristen raised her eye brows. "that'll work."

Jory nodded nervously as she took one last breath turning the knob and pushing the door open.

Stephanie's eyes widened as she looked at the beautiful girl who just walked in her office. She cleared her throat taking her in. She was breath taking. She had dark tanned skin and dark hair with piercing green eyes.

Stephanie extended her hand to her.

"hi I'm Stephanie McMahon."

"I know... I mean-shit-oh." she took rapid breaths looking at the women before her. "hi I'm Jory Dawson."

She shook her hand, her father always said a strong handshake was the best way to start an interview.

"can I have my hand back..." Stephanie said with a smile.

Jory's eyes widened as she let go of it.

"sorry." she said.

God what was wrong with her she was acting like a total idiot. Stephanie sat at her desk as she gestured for her to sit in the seat across from her desk. She picked up her application and then put it down. She folded her hands looking at the young woman before her.

"why don't I do this a little differently, tell me why you applied here."

Stephanie had a feeling there was something special about this girl. There was something in her that told Stephanie she wasn't easily shaken but here she was losing her grip maybe there was a reason for it. Stephanie could sense passion a mile away and this girl had... Something.

"honestly I applied here and only here. The reason being it would be a dream come true to work for this company. I have loved being a fan of the WWE since my father took me to my first show when I was 5 years old. It would be a dream to intern for you specifically because I am so interested in writing for this-" Jory stopped herself god dammit she was rambling like a creepy fan.

Stephanie sensed her distress and stood up as she came around and sat in her desk in front of her. She was going into Vince mode.

"Jory, why are you here. It's a simple question."

"Cause this is all I've ever wanted to do... There is no plan B." she said simply maintaining eye contact.

Paul stumbled in the door with a coffee cup hanging out of his mouth another balanced in his other palm. Stephanie continued to stare at Jory as she snapped her head towards Paul.

"shit sorry Steph." Paul said handing her her coffee.

Stephanie smiled at Jory. She liked this girl she had it. Passion.

"it's ok Paul were done here anyways." Stephanie stated taking a sip.

Jory sighed. She dropped that fucking ball. She stood up as she smoothed out her pants. She extended her hand to Stephanie.

Stephanie shook it as she maintained eye contact.

"thank you for your time, I won't forget it." Jory said turning to face Paul.

"good luck with Brock, i loved your match with taker at Wrestlemania." she held her hand out to Paul. He took her hand shaking it as he looked at his wife, her wheels were turning. He knew she was gonna pick this girl.

She had her hand on the door knob as she hesitated. She sighed opening the door. Suddenly she let go of it letting it shut she took a breath now or never Jory. Here today gone tomorrow.

"nobody else who walks through that door will have my passion for this, or my drive. No ones heart beats out of their chest when they see their favorite superstar reaching for the ropes about to tap out no else jumps in their living room couch when their favorite superstar wins or punches a hole they quite honestly can't afford to repair in their wall when they lose. I want to be a part of making someone feel that way... It's all I want."

Paul smiled widely as Stephanie looked at him. She nodded her agreement reading his mind.

"see you Monday, 9 am sharp."

Jory smiled and nodded as she turned to leave.

"wait, call me curious," Paul said. "who lost and made you punch a hole in the wall?"

She smirked. "you losing to taker that was an expensive pay per view worked a double for that!"

Paul laughed as he smiled. "well if this works out I'll pay for the hole, my bad."

"sounds good, thanks so much Mrs. Levesque."

"call me Stephanie, well be working together a lot."

"ok, bye then."

"See you Monday."

Paul and Stephanie watched as she left. Paul looked at his wife.

"spunky." he said

Stephanie nodded taking another sip of her drink. She couldn't lie she liked her too hopefully she followed up.